Blackbirds

Drop that
Get up
Take to the streets
Better lock that kid up
Face full of teeth when he hock that
 spit up
Pacing the beat like a beast
Rocking the block on repeat
Speak from the cut like a rush of 
blood
Paint red on the sleeves of the ones
 you love
Lay the sick ones down and the bells
 will ring
Put pennies on the eyes let the dead
 men sing

Am
I shiver and shake the warm air cold
        C                G
I'm alone on my own
Am
In every mistake I dig this hole
                 C                G
Through my skin and bones

F                            C
It's harder starting over
F                             C
Than never to have changed

Dm                     Am
With Blackbirds following me
C                            G
I'm digging out my grave
Dm                     Am
They close in, swallowing me
C                            G
The pain, it comes in waves

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Dm                     C         
I'm getting back what    I       
G        Am
  gave

Am
I sweat through the sheet as 
daylight fades
         C     G
As I waste away
Am
It traps me inside mistakes I've 
made
                   C     G
That's the price I pay

F                            C
It's harder starting over
F                             C
Than never to have changed

Dm                     Am
With Blackbirds following me
C                            G
I'm digging out my grave
Dm                     Am
They close in, swallowing me
C                            G
The pain, it comes in waves

Dm                     C         
I'm getting back what    I       
G        Am
  gave

I drop to the floor like I did 
before
Stop watching
I'm coughing
I can't be more
What I want and what I need are at 
constant war
Like a well full of poison
A rotten core
The blood goes thin
The fever stings
And I shake from the hell that the 
habits bring
Let the sick ones down
The bells will ring
Put pennies on the eyes
Let the dead men sing

Dm                     Am
With Blackbirds following me
C                            G
I'm digging out my grave
Dm                     Am
They close in, swallowing me
C                            G
The pain, it comes in waves

Dm                     C         
I'm getting back what    I       
G        Am
  gave

Dm                     Am
With Blackbirds following me
C                            G
I'm digging out my grave
Dm                     Am
They close in, swallowing me
C                            G
The pain, it comes in waves

Dm                     C         
I'm getting back what    I       
G        Am
  gave
Dm                     C         
I'm getting back what    I       
G        Am
  gave